(I am an usher, and wait at the back of the theater while the credits roll for ‘War Room’ (a religious film) as people exit, after which I can begin cleaning. All the patrons have left apart from two ladies. One lady refuses to leave and is dancing to the music. Her friend approaches me.)

Friend: “Great movie. It’s better than all your violent ones.”

Me:*chuckled* “I find it odd how all the violent films are inexplicably mine. Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it.”